From Skaven to God-King of War

These rioting slave rats are much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

Or maybe these guys are not normal.

A large number of sluggish guys, like zombies, holding those weird weapons, collided with the rat mercenaries on the battlefield. Even if one group was killed, another group would soon emerge, as if there was no limit.

Extremely difficult and difficult to deal with.

Forced, the rat mercenaries had to fill more troops on the battlefield and began to ask for more blood mushrooms from the rat merchants.

Otherwise, they would retreat on the spot and let these slave rats wreak havoc on a larger area.

It cannot be said that this is immoral. They are mercenaries, a group of guys running wildly for blood mushrooms. Those guys paid for blood mushrooms, and they participated in the war, and then they did not bear any more responsibilities, nor would they make any more contributions.

The rat merchants in the Waste City completely cut off the military and converted it to a pure mercenary system. This is the price to pay. Although doing so would give up a lot of maintenance costs for the army in normal times, it also pushed the price of a war to an extremely expensive level.

The rat merchants gritted their teeth and gave more blood mushrooms.

Of course, this blood mushroom may not be a big deal for them, but who would be willing to be a sucker? And the price to be paid this time has not been settled yet.

Long-term investment is still waiting for them.

More rat mercenaries broke into this rolling hills and began to fight each other with the rioting slave rats.

In fact, this war is nothing. The only special point is that it happened in the rolling hills, which is closer to the Waste City.

At this time, the route was really a mess.

The ratmen freemen who occupied a large number of independent islands, relying on the accumulated resources from the ocean development, really put together a fleet, and caught the Western fleet left on the coastline of the subcontinent by surprise.

A large number of warships sank, and the remaining ones retreated to the port.

To make things more chaotic, under the orders of these ratmen merchants, the ratmen fleet stationed on the main continent began to withdraw, completely ignoring the sadistic ratmen pirates, and decided to deal with these rioting ratmen freemen first.

There is something very interesting in this.

The Western Fleet, so far, still belongs to Rope Seven in name, but looking at the current situation, it seems that there are some questions about who it listens to and which party is in charge.

But this is not surprising.

After all, it is not the first time these guys have done this.

The prices in the Waste Slag City have risen sharply, which comes from the chaos derived from the three battlefields and the temporarily cut sea route.

But inside, things don't seem to be that simple. Once again, a large number of slave rats were sold out. In such turmoil, it was the rat slave owners who were hit hard first.

Among them, some guys were secretly operating.

As for why they did this.

Two months later, when the first steam line leading to the Furnace City fell in the Waste City, the situation became clear.

These guys put on a righteous look, released a large number of slave rats as cheap labor in the city, and bankrupted the rat slave owners, just to keep such a huge amount of wealth in the Waste City, in their own city, instead of letting them flow to the Furnace City through the opened steam line to use as fuel for their old enemies.

In the scarlet grassland, cities rose from the ground, and the rats once again occupied every corner of that land.

The leader of the temple guards did not restore the independent operation structure of these rat cities, but incorporated these cities connected by the transportation network into part of the super city of the Furnace City.

Metal smelting, parts casting, ore mining, goblin grazing.

He released a large number of workshops that were originally gathered in the Furnace City and placed these things in these cities.

And for the first time, he proposed the concept of professional ratmen.

All this can ensure that these cities, such a huge piece of land, can be efficiently mobilized at the first time he needs it.

Although such a plan does not seem to have any greater effect at present.

After all, even if more people are mobilized, what are they going to do with them, war?

The war has been suspended for a long time.

Let everything be bound, peace, peace, peace, no enemies, everything is bound.

So, since it is so peaceful now, why do we need such a drastic integration?

All this seems to be prepared for war.

The self-destructive tendency of the ratmen has become stronger and stronger.

Contradictions cannot be suppressed forever.

But simply, before everything exploded at once, the turning point came.

The fighting never stopped, and it broke out in these small hills. As more and more blood mushrooms were added, more and more rat mercenaries poured into the battlefield, and the space for the rioting slave rats to move became narrower and narrower.

In the end, these guys were trapped on these small hills.

A large number of rat mercenaries were eyeing them covetously.

The fighting power of the rat mercenaries is not bad. After all, many of them have fought in the battle that destroyed the human kingdom.

Although they are not good at large-scale combat, these slave rats are even worse at large-scale combat.

Various war machines, extremely chaotic firepower, constant probing, and shaky defense lines.

Finally.

Today, the rat mercenaries tore open the defense line of the rioting slave rats.

A large number of rat mercenaries holding various strange magic guns and wearing various things began to advance excitedly.

To be honest, compared with the uniformly equipped slave rats, these messy rat mercenaries are more like the rioting party.

This suppression war is about to reach the final moment.

The excited rat mercenaries began to charge without hesitation, and began to rush forward along the torn defense line.

The gifted rat, he once again came to the beam of light that made him feel disgusted, and he began to shout loudly.

Obviously, if he doesn't want to be hung up high in a moment.

He doesn't want to face such a result.

After all, too many times, he has witnessed such a scene too many times, on the rope stained with dark red spots, slave rats were hung up high.

He doesn't want to be a part of such a scene.

Then, the choice that can be made is also very obvious.

He named himself a gift, but he is willing to beg those heretics to survive.

Now, the question is, is he valuable to the Eldar who visit this planet?

The answer is very cruel.

No.

Yes, no.

What attracts those Eldar is the soul gem, that is, the ether crystal, but not his gift rat.

This is a very realistic situation.

This poor guy can only watch the colorful beam in front of him fade away.

Around him, the sound of chaos and noise is getting louder and louder, and those excited rat mercenaries, those rat mercenaries waving lassos, are getting closer and closer to the top of this short mountain.

Obviously, he was getting closer and closer to the ending he feared, being hung high up, hung high up by the rope stained with dark red spots.

The saddest thing is that until now, this guy has not figured out what he wants.

Becoming a rat priest and receiving the gift of God is what many rats desire. If it can come true, it is enough to drive many rats crazy.

But this is only the first half of the surging desire.

Becoming a rat priest is for the blood mushrooms, for those lowly guys who bow their heads unnaturally after seeing him.

Obtaining the gift of God is for a longer life, because of the uninterrupted pious worship day and night, and for jumping high directly after such a gift.

Rather than simply becoming a rat priest is for becoming a rat priest, and for obtaining the gift of God is also for becoming a rat priest.

The times are advancing, and even desires are inflated.

Obviously, he has not kept up with the times since he was sent out of the crowded breeding house and has been mining day and night in the dark mine.

Not enough, his desire is not hot enough, and he can't even laugh crazily before facing death.

With red eyes and low roars, the rat mercenaries have already rushed to the low hill.

A pair of eyes fell on the gifted rat, with various meanings.

Obviously, this guy was wrong, he probably wouldn't be hanged on the spot, those rat merchants made an additional reward for this ungrateful guy, he would definitely not be hanged on this hill.

Maybe he would be taken back and hung high in the waste slag city.

This is what those rat merchants wanted.

It's just that they made some mistakes.

A beam of extremely bright light fell from the sky, carrying the light and heat like the sun, and landed on the hill. In an instant, the white light engulfed the hill. When everything was gone, the hill had been flattened.

This almost unimaginable picture came from a warship hiding its body in the sky, and from the greedy urging.

This Eldar reconnaissance ship had been repaired. At the moment when these rioting slave rats were about to be destroyed, the tall captain made a decision to retreat and prepare for a subspace jump.

However, the operator who was responsible for controlling the weapons of the reconnaissance ship did not seem to think so.

Their captain was too cowardly, and the ether crystals they collected were far from enough.

Yes, these ether crystals, these ether crystals piled up in the center of the ship's cockpit, were enough to make every crew member on this reconnaissance ship live an unimaginable life, but it was not enough, it was far from enough.

They could have thought that the dangers presented by this planet and those weird-looking natives were not so unimaginable.

But their captain was surprisingly cautious. They were not the weirdos who protected the natives. They would not think too much about these natives.

There were so many ether crystals. Even in the war before them, these stupid natives used their inferior weapons to burn these ether crystals at will.

But they could only bring back such a few.

Many crew members on the reconnaissance ship were extremely dissatisfied with the captain on this point.

Everyone was not satisfied with just this point.

After all, for them, this was probably the only chance.

No matter how much the elders rewarded them in the end, they could no longer touch the ether crystals on this planet.

So, in the surging greed, a solo trip took place with the tacit consent of many crew members on the reconnaissance ship.

When the reconnaissance ship was about to take off, the weapon operator did not hesitate to mobilize the main gun on the reconnaissance ship, a small light spear.

The surging high-energy particles flooded the low mountain, destroying everything on the low mountain, and truly exposing the figures of these elves.

In the surging high-energy particles, the mimicry mode of the reconnaissance ship was forced to shut down, and such a flat crescent-like thing appeared in the eyes of all the ratmen in this area.

Accompanied by the disappearing low mountain not far away and the ratmen surging up the low mountain.

These rat mercenaries fell into a stagnation. Obviously, they did not completely understand what happened.

But this reaction made the guy who decided to go alone in the rat reconnaissance ship dissatisfied.

Another beam of hot light fell from the sky and crossed the earth. A large number of rats disappeared in this terrifying white light.

Fear, fear naturally rose up.

The rat mercenaries did not show that kind of perseverance or anger. They were just a group of guys who were paid to do things, and they often acted very from the heart.

In the screams of fear, they began to run wildly, and the situation became a mess all of a sudden.

This situation finally satisfied the greedy guy in the reconnaissance ship.

He stood up.

He said loudly to the tall figure on the console.

"Look, Captain, these guys are not as dangerous as you think. We don't need to be so cautious!"

This was a solo trip, not a real rebellion.

The greed did not cloud this guy's head after all.

He raised his arms high, and on the screen behind him, the Ratman mercenaries were running away.

This was of course a forced attack, and all the other crew members on the field fell silent, but their eyes were all looking at the tall figure on the command platform.

Obviously.

This guy, who was blinded by greed, didn't know what he would face.

After all, the guy who they regarded as an unimaginable creature was still watching this planet.

Well, it might not be that dangerous, after all, Du Yuan was not ready to really take action.

And if Du Yuan didn't take action, these guys were indeed a bit tricky.

In terms of destructive power alone, these guys were already able to match those demigods who had been entangled with Du Yuan for a long time.

But this time Du Yuan would not help the rats to deal with this matter.

Then a question arose.

Do the rats have the ability to deal with these guys?